***What Are You Smoking, May 2025?***

[SSGT.]

Chores before the sun comes up time for some C&D's Good Morning in a classic Peterson. It's going to be a Good Day.

 

[Sigmund]

PsychoAnalysis in an Il ceppo.

 

[SmokeyJock]

Gawith Hoggarth's Jamaican Flake in the Rattray's Fair Maid, I'll catch up with this thread over the weekend

 

[SSGT.]

PsychoAnalysis in an Il ceppo.

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Gorgeous pipe.

 

[bobpnm]

Good morning! Crushed White Burley in a cob. Eight O’Clock coffee straight up.

 

[Choatecav]

PsychoAnalysis in an Il ceppo.

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Sigmund, you just keep astounding me with the beauty of some of your pipes......

 

[Sigmund]

Thanks @Choatecav I openly admit to PAD. Ive had that pipe a good while. Sometimes I forget how great of a pipe it is. I get more involved with my smaller bowl pipes and forget it...though its not a huge bowl by any means. Im still smoking it after an hour. I tend to prefer being done in 45-50 minutes. I start getting antsy and ready to do something else.

 

[HeavyLeadBelly]

Easing into a nice long weekend with a bowl of Uhles PPB in a Grabow along with a hot cup of coffee ️

 

[Benedict Munsinger]

Sherlock Holmes Dark Smooth Lestrade P-Lip (9mm) + Stanislaw Scottish Autumn Flake (Virginia)

 

[fr0st]

Cowboy Coffee in my Ben Wade Danish.

 

[Speak Easy]

Burley Morning in a paneled Uhle’s.

 

[Steddy]

Here I offer a story of woe, tragedy, and ultimate reconciliation with the help of a fair maiden (my wife): After dinner I loaded my Imp Sitter with the last of my 2021 Navigator Flake, looking forward to a relaxing smoke with the tail end of gentle cocktail..and Lo, my hat was missing! Of course, I wore it for the burn pile earlier today.. It wasn't in the mudroom (a Millennial term for the servants entrance i.e. me).. huh. I didn't recall putting into the back of the truck so maybe it was left at the burn... Jauntily and with all confidence, a lit my pipe and strode down to the scene of the earlier conflagration...
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No joy, and I didn't really think so as I tend to not just leave things lying around... not in the truck cab, or bed... I go to look in the garage, as unlikely as that will be, and .. OH! I DROP MY PIPE!! IT BOUNCES!! All the ash and tobacco falls out!! I AM MORTIFIED!!
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Embarassed and utterly disgusted with myself, I pick it up... I cannot find any explicit damage...probably will explode into pieces next time a try to light it.. No, my hat isn't in the garage. @#$%&*! I report my woes to my wife and as I continue to expouse about how this is just IMPOSSIBLE, she askes, "do you mean this hat with the leather band?" There it is, in the mudroom (the far end where of course I didn't look). !!!
Words left me (and good thing, amirite? Damn right iamrite!!) So now, here I am, at last, enjoying Stampede Kek in my not yet exploded Imp Sitter with a stiff pour of Kraken to back it up if necessary. I haven't touched the rum yet, but it's there.
So endeth my tale.
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Happy ending I suppose, you have your hat and your Meer. The fear of dropping your Meer is a very real if unstudied psychological condition!

 

[Roach1]

OJK in the workhorse Jirsa 210.

 

[alwayslit]

WCC Off the Rails in a Castello

 

[FLDRD]

Not a Peterson... Wow.
Hand made in Italy. Large pipe, large chamber.
It's probably been at least 2 years since I smoked it, I don't think that it's actually even properly broken in yet.
I bought pipes in the beginning for looks alone, prior to knowing & deciding what my functional needs were at this stage of my life. I see this more as a "retirement" pipe, and I'm not there yet. But it was a good change of pace last night.

 

[Briar Lee]

Prince Albert in a stereotypical oxblood colored four panel carved Marxman Benchmade

These were bought by the ladies who wanted to be squired about by a rugged outdoor man of action.

These were a luxury item in the Great Depression, selling for five dollars when a grown man toiled all day in the fields when there was work for a dollar, and five dollars bought an acre of prime farmland.

 

[Speak Easy]

KBV Oriental Affair in a H.S. Studio pipe.

 

[Scottmi]

Good morning! Peretti 333 inna cob with morning coffee.

 

[sparker69]

HH Vintage Latakia in the fresh from the Dublin store and my trip to Ireland, Peterson Newgrange Spigot.

 

[gord]

Here I offer a story of woe, tragedy, and ultimate reconciliation with the help of a fair maiden (my wife): After dinner I loaded my Imp Sitter with the last of my 2021 Navigator Flake, looking forward to a relaxing smoke with the tail end of gentle cocktail..and Lo, my hat was missing! Of course, I wore it for the burn pile earlier today.. It wasn't in the mudroom (a Millennial term for the servants entrance i.e. me).. huh. I didn't recall putting into the back of the truck so maybe it was left at the burn... Jauntily and with all confidence, a lit my pipe and strode down to the scene of the earlier conflagration...
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No joy, and I didn't really think so as I tend to not just leave things lying around... not in the truck cab, or bed... I go to look in the garage, as unlikely as that will be, and .. OH! I DROP MY PIPE!! IT BOUNCES!! All the ash and tobacco falls out!! I AM MORTIFIED!!
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Embarassed and utterly disgusted with myself, I pick it up... I cannot find any explicit damage...probably will explode into pieces next time a try to light it.. No, my hat isn't in the garage. @#$%&*! I report my woes to my wife and as I continue to expouse about how this is just IMPOSSIBLE, she askes, "do you mean this hat with the leather band?" There it is, in the mudroom (the far end where of course I didn't look). !!!
Words left me (and good thing, amirite? Damn right iamrite!!) So now, here I am, at last, enjoying Stampede Kek in my not yet exploded Imp Sitter with a stiff pour of Kraken to back it up if necessary. I haven't touched the rum yet, but it's there.
So endeth my tale.
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Hilarious . . . but it's gonna get worse . . . . I lose 5 or 6 things a day, after putting them in a place where I'd SURELY remember them. And then they often turn up right in front of my face. Still trying to find a pipe tool I took on a day trip . . . and I know I used it when I got back home. Can still pick up my violin and play the Beethoven Concerto from memory, or the Vivaldi Four Seasonings, and half the other repertoire I have memorized. But have to dial friends on telephone from keyboard pattern memory cuz I lost my phone book last week somewhere. Go figure. I can't.

Glad the pipe remained undamaged . . . . that would have been a tragedy cuz it's exquisite.